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Wildflowers



Taste her, tentatively
Her hot, steaming body

Full flavored like late summer

So sweet


Touch her, tenderly
Caress her porcelain skin

Tattooed with Chinese flowers

So precious


Take her, make her yours
She'll tease you; play with your senses

And please you

Just perfectly



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